Teen years

Piano

Oldish poem

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I play the song

Note by note

I mistakes

We all do you know

Playing in octaves

Key by key

Each note is expression

Expression of me

I play a piece

A musical sheet

The notes hold a tone

From loud to depressive

I play the parts

From beginning to end

Give it a rest then start again

Learning new things

Each not so odd

Lessons I knew, but didn't see by

I play a song the one of my life

From soft to loud

Rude to nice

From quickening speeds

To short little sounds

To parts that pound

I make mistakes

But it's my song

If your part of this peice

You can sing a long

The peice will continue for a long time

Maybe somewhere I'll like what I find